Forever
When I am gone and forgotten
and my existence erased
from all living memory;
when my bones
are grounded to dust
and my energy dissipated -
I still want something
to remain of me,
even a speck infinitely small,
to testify to the universe
that I have loved you.
Copyright © David De La Croes | Year Posted 2013
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